Overdraw the future and become a peerless martial god

Chapter 29 Burning Life
The cliff wind whistled past with gravel, and Chu Ning's clothes were torn and rustled.

The moment the feeling of weightlessness engulfed his whole body, he suddenly remembered the evening when he climbed the old locust tree at the entrance of the village as a child.

At that time, he thought that falling was the most terrible punishment in the world, but now the darkness of the abyss was about to swallow up even his heartbeat.

“Crack!”

The hundred-foot-deep abyss opened its huge mouth, and the golden carriage shattered into pieces beside it.

The moment the carved shaft broke, twenty ingots of official gold scattered like stars.

The body temperature of the charred little beast in his arms was rapidly declining, and the nine illusory fox tails were peeling off inch by inch in the wind, floating towards the endless darkness like burnt incense ashes.

He suddenly remembered the blue-eyed snow fox's proudly raised chin as it licked its wounds in the Burning Flame Valley that day. This little guy never learned to wag his tail and beg for mercy until his death.

At this moment, his brain seemed to be emptied in an instant, leaving only dead silence.

Is... is this all going to end?
Do not!
Chu Ning gritted his teeth and forced himself to calm down.

He can't die!

If he died, what would happen to my sister? She was a weak woman, and sooner or later she would be forced into a dead end by the Wang family!

If he died, what would happen to the Benlei Martial Arts School? Lei Wanjun had high hopes for him and even promised him that he would inherit the school in the future. How could he let it down?
If he dies, who will pay for the Wang family's blood debt?
Do not!
The desire to survive surged like a tide, breaking through all fear.

There was a cool touch on my fingertips.

Chu Ning suddenly opened his eyes and saw that the little white fox's curled claws were still hooked on his blood-stained clothes.

The little white fox's figure drifted in the chaotic air flow. It curled up its body, as if it had given up struggling.

"No...I can't die..."

Chu Ning's heart was pounding, and his instinct for survival made him use up his last bit of strength to think of a way out, but the bottomless darkness was like a ruthless death sentence.

The burn marks on its back were so deep that the bones were visible, but its blue eyes stubbornly reflected the moonlight filtering through the cracks in the clouds.

It looked just like the day in the Burning Valley when it raised its chin proudly while licking its wounds.

Chu Ning took a deep breath and tried to steady himself, but he was falling too fast and couldn't adjust in mid-air.

Suddenly, he saw gold scattered all around.

The gold that originally belonged to Wang’s pawnshop is now falling into the abyss with him.

gold……

The reminder of Hunyuan Divine Order suddenly appeared in his mind.

[The Golden Hoop Curse has not yet been repaid]

One hundred ounces of gold...

Correct!
As soon as he thought about it, he sank into the sea of ​​consciousness and summoned the Hunyuan Divine Order.

[Currently, the price for the Lord to repay the "Golden Hoop Curse": 100 taels of gold and one year of life.]

The scattered gold ingots suddenly hovered in the air, with spider-web-like cracks appearing on their surface.

Strands of golden light were forcibly extracted and flowed into the token like hundreds of rivers returning to the sea.

The suction force of the Hunyuan Divine Order suddenly increased dramatically. Chu Ning clearly saw that his life span was being madly drained, and a strand of black hair on his forehead turned white.

He felt as if some of the vitality in his body had been stripped away, as if he had aged a little in an instant.

He raised his hand and touched it, and found that there was a strand of white hair among his originally black hair.

Om-!
At the moment when Chu Ning's consciousness sank into the Hunyuan Divine Order, a strange golden light suddenly burst out from the body of the blue-eyed snow fox.

The Golden Hoop Curse was originally a mark invisible to the naked eye, but at this moment, a dazzling rune appeared on the snow fox's left front paw, as if flames were burning between the fur.

"Ugh——!"

The little white fox suddenly opened its eyes, and a fierce struggle surged deep in its pupils. Its whole body trembled violently, as if trying to resist the binding force.

But the power of the Golden Hoop Curse penetrated into its soul like a chain, tightly clamping its will.

At this moment, Chu Ning also clearly felt this mysterious connection.

It was a completely different perception from before, as if... he could hear the snow fox's heartbeat, sense its anger, fear, resistance, and even its fighting instinct.

"Is this the power of the Golden Hoop Curse?"

Chu Ning was shocked. In the previous moment, he even sensed some of the snow fox's combat instincts.

The keen perception of changes in airflow, the capture of the enemy's tiny flaws, and even its attack methods flashed through Chu Ning's mind.

The night wind was like a blade, whistling wildly among the deep Eagle's Beak Cliff.

Although he had paid the price for the "Golden Hoop Curse", his downward trend continued, as if endless darkness was about to swallow him up.

Under his feet was the dark cliff bottom, and the shadow of death enveloped his entire body.

"It's not enough... I want to live!"

Chu Ning's eyes suddenly became sharp. He couldn't just stop here. He had to completely control life and death.

At this moment, the hint of Hunyuan Divine Order flashed through his mind.

[Currently available for pre-application of the Xuan-level intermediate flying technique: "Sky-Splitting Flying Shadow Technique"]

Chu Ning suddenly realized and quickly took out the "Splitting Sky Flying Shadow Art" from his waist.

This is a real flying skill. It can use the power of heaven and earth to walk on the wind, like a shadow following the wind.

If he could master this martial art, he would be able to find a way out of this fatal fall.

He had no time to hesitate. The bottom of the cliff was getting closer and closer, and the shadow of death was hanging like a sharp knife around his neck.

A rusty, bloody foam rose in his throat, and Chu Ning roared in the raging wind: "Hunyuan——!"

Deep in the sea of ​​consciousness, the bronze token vibrated violently.

"Advance!" [Currently, the Commander attempted to use the Xuan-level intermediate technique: "Sky-Splitting Flying Shadow Technique" to advance the "Sky-Splitting Flying Shadow Technique" successfully.]

[Advance conditions: One year of life span must be paid]

[Repayment conditions: Kill a ninth-grade warrior to succeed. After repayment, the next advance payment effect will be activated!]

[Currently available advance skills, martial arts: zero]

boom!
In an instant, a strange energy rushed into Chu Ning's meridians, and a new martial arts information was instantly imprinted deep in his sea of ​​consciousness.

Chu Ning only felt the blood and energy in his body churning violently, as if a violent hurricane was raging in his internal organs.

The meridians were torn, but were instantly repaired by the infusion of purer true qi. The muscles were as if split by lightning, and then grew stronger again.

Pain! Severe pain!
But this is not only about pain, it is also about unprecedented transformation!
A faint green glow appeared on the surface of Chu Ning's skin, and his arms seemed to become extremely light. In his consciousness, an intuition that he was born to fly emerged.

"What does it feel like?"

He suddenly opened his eyes, and the world in front of him seemed to slow down a bit. The trajectory of the air flow was clearly visible, and every change in wind direction was as if engraved in his mind.

wind!
Chu Ning suddenly realized that he could clearly sense the flow of the air around him, and could even see how each airflow wrapped around him.

This perception is like controlling an invisible force, and a sense that humans have never possessed is completely activated.

"Is this the Sky-Splitting Shadow Technique?"

He suddenly adjusted his body shape, and his falling speed slowed down instantly, as if he was supported by invisible wings.

At the same time, he felt a sharp pain in his forehead.

Chu Ning's forehead instantly turned pale as his life span was stripped away, but he laughed crazily: "One year of life in exchange for a life? This deal is a win for me!"

One year of life is not a heavy price to pay for him.

The real test is the repayment conditions.

Ninth-rank warrior...

But Chu Ning didn't care about these.

Severe pain exploded from Dantian.

The new energy was like thousands of silver needles piercing into his meridians, but Chu Ning laughed out loud in the pain.

He opened his arms, letting the strong wind fill his sleeves. At this moment, every wisp of air that passed over his skin became an extension of his limbs.

The thunder in the clouds resonated with the beating of his heart.

“Split the sky!”

The falling momentum came to an abrupt halt, and the tip of his toes lightly touched the air, creating a circle of air waves between the cliff walls.

The body, which was originally falling at a high speed, was unexpectedly stabilized in mid-air.

The wind howled, and the clothes rustled.

Chu Ning was quietly suspended in the air, his eyes as bright as torches.

"It's done..."

At this moment, he mastered the art of flying.

He slowly adjusted his breathing, his body floating lightly in the air, tentatively controlling the direction.

"call--"

A wind blade whizzed out from the crack in the cliff, and Chu Ning easily avoided it by turning his body.

He floated in the air for a moment, then slowly descended.

The ground at the bottom of the cliff was covered with gravel, and a dark atmosphere permeated the air.

Chu Ning stepped on a flat rock and landed steadily.

The moment he stood firm, he couldn't help but take a deep breath, his heart pounding.

Survived...

He looked down at his hands, feeling the new power in his meridians.

"The Art of Splitting the Sky and Flying Shadows"...it's truly amazing!
A smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Now, he not only survived, but also mastered the real art of flying.

However, he did not relax.

He looked up at the cliff top.

There, the enemy was still searching for him.

He must leave here as soon as possible.

Around Eagle's Beak Cliff, dozens of Wang family warriors were holding torches, with sharp eyes, searching along the edge of the cliff.

"What about people?"

A black-clad guard frowned and looked at Wang Zhe beside him: "I clearly saw him fall just now, how come there is no body? The gold ingot he dropped is gone too!"

Wang Zhe's face was gloomy. His eyes swept across the bottomless cliff and he said in a deep voice, "Send people down to search! Even if they are smashed into a pulp, they must bring back the remains!"

However, after sending several people, they found nothing.

"Could it be...he is still alive?"

Everyone looked at each other and saw horror in each other's eyes.

"Impossible! How could he survive on such a high cliff?"

Wang Zhe snorted coldly, "Keep looking! No matter if he's dead or alive, the Wang family wants a definite explanation!"

(End of this chapter)